I awoke with not a bang, nor a whimper, but rather a long steaming tongue scraping it’s way up the side of my face.

I reached over for the taser that I had placed on the old wooden nightstand that lay on the right of my bed. I kept it near me at all times just in case some thing like this happened. When you hunt every kind of monster for a living, you never know what’ll happen. I extended my arm towards the nightstand but felt nothing but it’s cold hard surface. Someone had taken my taser. _Great. _I’m left to only one option, hand-to-tounge combat.

I grabbed a hold on the rough and slimly tounge. Who ever it belonged to dared not to show their face, the tounge, which rapped itself around my hands in order to stop blood circulation, had extended out from behind the door of my hotel room. Who ever this was, new exactly how to play my game.

I tried to free my hands, but it was no use. The tounge rapped itself right around my hands. Then, then a mysterious figure stepped out from behind the door.

He dangled over me, he was tall and so skin he looked like nothing but bones, and his eyes where completely black, although it was a little hard to tell since his dark and greasy hair dangled in his face. I new this guy.

Oh no. The person at the door wasn’t a person but an ancient being. And a powerful one, we had crossed paths once and I had tried to kill him, but I was no match for his power, ever since then I had been on the run. There was no beating this guy.

He unwrapped his tounge from my hands and quickly rerapped it around my neck. I couldn’t breath. Everything around me had begun to fade and black spread everywhere. I knew my time had come.